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DRUMMER BOY 



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SHILOH. 




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DRUMMER ROY; 



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THEISPY 



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SHILOH. 



A MILITARY DRaMA IN FIVE ACTS 

AND SIX TABLEAUX, 

ARRANGED FROM INCIDENTS OF THE LATE REBELLION, 



BY 



A. F. MAIL, Proprietor. 

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GALION, OHIO: 

Inquirer Steam Printing House, 

1890. 






NOTICE. 

v^_, HIS Play has been duly copyrighted according to act of Congress regu- 
^J lating the same. Any person or persons producing this play, without the 
consent of the management, will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. 

A. F. NAIL, Proprietor. 



Cast Of Characters. 

Farmer Howard I Brigadier General. 

Mart Howard 

Harry Howard 

Johnny Howard '. 

Farmer Elliott 

Tom Elliott 

Major Rutledge 

Frank Rutledge 

Fattie Smith 

Will Smith 

Uncle Joe 

Union Officers. 

Major General 

Chief of Staff 

A. A. G 

Col. Robinson 

Capt. Co. A 

Capt. Co. D 



Commodore 

Confederate Officers. 

General Johnston 

Chief of Staff 

General Cheatham 

Chief of Staff 

Capt. Co. H 

Lady Characters. 

Mother Howard 

Mrs. Mart Howard 

Miss Jennie Howard 

Mrs. Elliott 

Mrs. Rutledge 

Goddess of Liberty 

Sister of Charity 

Tableau, Ladies 



Synopsis of Scenery and Incidents. 

Act 1st. 
Scene 1st. — Dining room at home of Farmer Howard. — Quarrel and separation 
of friends. — The oath. — Sound of cannon. — Off for town. — Scene 2d — Boys on the 
road to town — Uncle Joe returns. — Scene 3d — Capt. Co. D. recruiting-. — The 
awkward boys come in and enlist. — Heaven bless my boys. — The loth Regi- 
ment. — Presentation of the flag. — Parting of mother and son. — Tableau, Seces- 
sion of States. 

Act 2d. 



-Grand rounds. — Roll call. — Uncle 
-Mart sent as a spy. — Scene 2d.— 



Scene 1st. — Camp at night. — Boys asleep. 
Joe's love letter. — Review of the Regiment. 

Rebel picket. — Joe on the right track. — Scene 3d. — Mart in the Confederate 
camp. — "You may kill the body, but you cannot harm the soul." — Scene 4th. — 
Joe captures papers. — Scene 5th. — Escape of Mart and Joe. — Scene 6th — Back 
to the Union lines. — Scene 7th — Battle. — Charge. — Grand Tableau. 

Act 3d. 

Scene 1st. — After the last charge. — Water. Water. — The Blue and the Gray 
drink from the same canteen. — Mart and Johnny taken prisoners. — Here is 
Mart's canteen. — Too late. Too late. — Tableau. — Decoration of soldiers' graves. 

Act 4th. 

Scene 1st. — Union soldiers on the way to Andersonville. — Joe comes with for- 
age. — Capture of Fattie Smith. — Scene 2d — Andersonville prison at night. — 
Tableau, Johnny's dream of home. — Bread. Bread. — Death of Johnny Howard. 
Breaking open of prison — The old flag. — Boys, we have come to set you free. — 
Harry shoots Frank Rutledge. — Johnny's death avenged. — Tableau. — Guardian 
Angels. 

Act 5th. 

Scene 1st. — Home of Farmer Howard. — Boys home on furlough. — The vacant 
chair. — Visit of the Elliotts. — The newspaper. — Surrender of Lee and Johnson. 
Joy and happiness once more. — If all are willing, we'll have a wedding. — Scene 
2d. — Bummer's march. — Grand review. — Scene 3d — Grand Tableau. — Surrender 
— Arts. — Justice and Angel of Peace. 

All stage business, positions, etc., will be given at rehearsals. A. F. Nael,. 



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M COSTUMES. Y 



Farmer Howard. — 1st. Neat home suit. 2d. Same. 3d. Dark mourning. 

Mart Howard.— 1st. Farm suit. 2d. Corporal U. S. A. 3d. Disguised as old 
citizen. 4th. Same as 2d. 5th. Prison, old rags. 6th. Captain U. S. A. 

Harry Howard. — 1st. Farm suit. 2d. Sergeant U. S. A. 3d. Lieutenant U. 
S. A. 

Johnny Howard. — 1st. Neat home suit. 2d. Drummer's uniform. 3d. Prison, 
old ragged suit. 

Farmer Elliott. — 1st. Plain home suit. 2d. Neat old-fashioned suit. 

TOM Elliott. — 1st. Farm suit. 2d. Uniform U. S. A. 3d. Prison, old ragged 
suit. 4th. Lieutenant U. S. A. 

Will Smith. — 1st. Farm suit. 2d. Uniform U. S. A. 3d. Prison, old ragged 

suit. 

Major Rutledge. — 1st. Undress U. S. uniform. 2d. Colonel C. S. A. 

Frank Rutldge. — 1st. Fine dress suit. 2d. Sergeant C. S. A. 

Uncle Joe. — 1st. Servant. 2d. Farm hand. 3d. U. S. A. uniform. 4th. Dis- 
guise. 5th. Same as 3d. 

Officers and Soldiers — After regulations of both armies. 

Mother Howard. — 1st. Neat home dress. 2d. Street dress. 3d. Dark. 4th. 
Deep mourning. 

Mrs. Mart Howard.— Same as Mother Howard. 

Jennie Howard. — 1st. Neat home dress. 2d. Light dress and hat for pre- 
sentation. 3d. Dark. 4th. Deep mourning. 

Mrs Elliott. — 1st. Old style dress and bonnet, umbrella. 2d. Dark old- 
fashioned dress. 

Mrs. Rutledge. — 1st. Fine breakfast toilet. 

Goddess of Liberty.— Draped in white and silk U. S. Flag. 

Sisters of Charity.— In usual costume. 

Tableau Ladies.— All draped in White. 



THE DRUMMER BOY; 



— OR 



THE SPY OF SHILOH. 



ACT I. SCENE I. 

Dining room of Farmer Howard. Farmer Howard. Mother H. Mrs. Mart H. Johnny H. Dis 

covered. 

Harry Howard — (Enter 1st L. E. at rise of curtain) — "Father, I can't finish that 
upper field. Old Doll ran off last night and broke the tug's, and Mart has gone 
to town for some new chains. 

Farmer H. — "How long has he been gone V I wanted to tell him not to forget 
my paper. I can hardly wait for the news." 

Harry H. — "Oh, he went early, and took Doll; he ought to be here by this 
time. 

Johnny H. — "Yes, I know what's the matter. Old Doll has been running off 
again, for she went down the lane like thunder." 

Mrs. Mart H. — "Why, Johnny, don't talk that way. Mother, don't you think 
we had better call Major Rutledge again, for we must not let them miss the 
train this morning." 

Mother H. — "Yes, Uncle Joe, (Enter Joe) go and call your Master and Mistress, 
and tell them breakfast is ready. Father, I do wish you would not discuss the 
wild issues of the day, with Major Rutledge, for you know he is as radical in his 
zeal for the South, as you are partial to the interests of the North. " 

Farmer H. — "Oh, that's all well enough, mother; but you must remember that 
the Major and myself are old schoolmates, and, if we do get a little heated in 
conversation, we are none the less fast friends. Uncle Joe, go and call your 
Master and Mistress, and if Master Frank is not up, tell him to stir himself, or 
Mart will be home before he is out of bed." 

Johnny H. — "Well, if he is so lazy, just let him alone, and I shan't let Joe 
carry him a bite." 

Uncle Joe. — "Now, say, I could'nt neber tink ob doin' dat, honey; case he'd 
kill me, foah suah." (Exit 1st R. E.) 

Harry H. — "Why, Frank has been up for more than an hour. I saw Jennie and 
him out for a walk." 

Mrs. Mart H. — "Yes; they started while mother and I were setting the table." 

Farmer H. — "Harry, I think we will put corn and not oats, in that upper 
field." 

Harry H. — "All right, Father ; just as you say." 



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nip and tuck that President Lincoln was allowed to take his seat. And appear- 
ances indicate that affairs may be worse." 

Farmer H. — "That, they do, my boy. I remember in 1812, when I was a boy, 
like you, Harry, young' and active, and when the British came up for our cotton 
bales, how our Yankee lads fought them, long and well. As a Nation we were 
then weak ; but now, if united, (rising) we could whip the world, if we but had 
the spirit of Andrew Jackson, instead of our previous imbecile Administra- 
tion, should the traitorous villains dare to do it ! By the eternal ! We would 
hang- them higher than Haman. Joe, bring me my old sword — my old sword, 
Joe. There, boys, is a relic of by-gone days. 1 have wielded it often, and with 
good effect. Every spot of rust is doubly hallowed, they are imprints of its bap- 
tism in the cause of our National liberty. 

Mother H. — "Oh, Father, sit down, you are excited. Major, please talk of 
something else." 

Farmer H. — "Major, I tell you plainly, that our only hope is in the perpetua- 
tion of our Union. A division, or secession,, call it what you will, is disastrous, 
and will end in the defeat and humiliation to the rash hand that dare support it. ' 

Frank R. — "Farmer Howard, I may as well tell you the truth at once. (All 
rise. ) South Carolina, our noble South Carolina, has led the van. Mississippi, 
Louisiana, Alabama an 1 Tennessee will follow in their footsteps. And my state, 
proud old Kentucky, will not be the last in the call for our protection. I know 
we are divided, but our voice is only withheld to await the overt treason of your 
Abolition representative at Washington." 

Mart H. — "Mattie, don't be alarmed ; go to mother. Frank, I am surprised at 
this announcement from you, and the spirit of wild ambition advanced in your 
argument. I know the generous impulses of your Southern people, and I am not 
misinformed as to their bitterness when opposed ; but let them, in their folly, 
attempt the destruction of our government ! Why, Frank, the North could 
raise an army that could sweep you from the face of the earth, and our Union 
would rise again, Phenix like from its ashes." 

Harry H. — "Mart, you are right. Frank, in the name of our past friendship, 
never let me hear such words from your lips again. Give me your hand, and 
promise that if others, in their folly, attempt the destruction of our Government, 
you, at least, will reserve your strength to defend it." 

Frank R. — "No ! Harry Howard, never ! 

Farmer H. — "Major, when I look back to our younger days, I can but remem- 
ber how fast and firm our friendship has been. I am devoted to my friends, and 
I love my family. But higher than all, I esteem my country and its flag. Sir, 
I love my boys, but if one of them should utter, in my presence, the treason 
openly avowed by that bantling of secession, I would smite him to the earth, and 
pray heaven that he might never rise again." 

Frank R.— "Mr. Howard" 

Farmer H. — "Silence, Sir ! I now demand that your son quit my roof at once 
and forever. No treason shall have my sanction ! Nor will I permit the plant 
to flourish in my household !" 

Major R. — "Enough, sir, we will go. Joe, you rascal, bundle up your baggage 
at once. Do you hear/" 



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Uncle Joe. — "My goodness, Mastah Mart ! Didn't I tell you tings war comin 1 
to a focus, aroun' heah afore long ! Case, when my Mastah gits his mad up, den 
trouble haint slow comin', you bet." 
Major R. — "Hold your tongue, you black rascal !" (Exit Joe, 1st B. E.) 
Mother H. — "Major Rutledge, let me ask that you will not be rash, think 
twice. Do not leave our house in such rude haste." 

Jennie H. — "Major, Mrs. Rutledge, Frank, let me ask that you do not forget 
the respect due my Father, and your own obligations as his guests. We have 
all been hasty. And, I am sure my father will ask pardon." 

Harry H. — "No, Jennie ! Never ! I desire that Frank Rutledge cross that 
threshhold never to return until he avow his wrong, and repeat his respect for 
the Government he has just denounced." 

Frank R. — "That, sir, I will never do ! Joe, you rascal, bring all our things, 
and follow. Come, Father, we have heard enough !" 

Mother H.-r-"Oh, neighbors, friends, consider !" 

Mrs. R. — "Mrs. Howard, we have been warned, long since, of your Northern 
prejudices. And, believe me, madam, it will be a long time before you have a 
second chance to repeat this insult ! Major, assist me to the room, and have our 
things removed. Joe, bring our things and follow." (Exit 1st L. E.) 

Uncle Joe. — "Oh, say, Missus, don' do dis ! dat's jist awful ! I won't see noth" 
in' but trouble fur de next ten yeahs to come." (Exit 1st L. E.) 

Ma.jor R. — "Farmer Howard, I regret this. Let us at least part as friends." 

Farmer H. — "Major, I am sorry. And we will shake hands." 

Major R. — "No, not until you have recalled your words to Frank, and make 
Mart and Harry apologize." 

Harry H. — "That I shall never do, Major Rutledge." 

Mart H. — "Apologize to Frank Rutledge for his rudeness and insult ! No, 
Major, never !" 

Frank R. — "And I for one, would never accept it. Martin Howard, you and I 
have been friends, fast and true ; that friendship is now changed to hate, lasting 
and bitter hate. This day, my Father, Mother, and myself, have been driven 
from your door like dogs. Simply, because we have dared to maintain the 
rights of a people who have never known a master." 

Mart H.— "Frank, they will find a Master, yet." 

Frank R.— "Will they ? Now, hear me. Here do I swear that I will bring 
sorrow and misery to your door ; make your Father bow his head with grief ; 
while, you sir, will deeply regret the day you offered insult to Frank Rutledge. 
We shall meet again, and when we do, you shall have sufficient cause to 
remember." 

Mart H. — "Frank, you have forgotten your dignity as a gentleman and our 
guest ; in the presence of ladies, you might behave yourself ! You may natter 
yourself that their presence has saved you, for I would forget my dignity, and 
hurl you from the door, like the dog that you are !" 

Frank R.— "What ?" 

Major R.— "Martin Howard ! I alone, command in this house."* 

Mart H. — "Father, I am wrong, this is your house." 



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Farmer H. — "Now, gentlemen, after what has transpired, will you have the 
kindness to leave the house ?" 

Frank R— "Mart How—" 

Major R — "Hush, Frank, follow your Mother, and we shall return to Ken- 
tucky at once. And this, I suppose, is a specimen of your much boasted North- 
ern hospitality ?" [Exit 1st L. E.) 

Mart H. — "And is this a sample of your Southern chivalry ?" 

Frank R — "Martin Howard ! You and I will meet again, when you can not 
claim the protection of ladies." 

Mart H. — "Frank, I am only waiting for that time to come. You go ! {Exit 
Frank, 1st L. E.) 

Mother H. — "Oh, Father, this is too bad ! What will the people say ?" 

Farmer H. — {Excited) — "I don't care a continental what the people say ! {Elli- 
ott's knock.) Johnny, go to the door." 

Johnny H.— "Goes to 1st L. E.)-^"Why, it's Mr. and Mrs. Elliot^ Father." 

All. — "Well, show them in, Johnny, show them in." [Enter Mr. and Mrs. 
Elliott, ML. E.) 

Farmer H. — "Oh, ho, neighbors, come right in. You are just the ones we 
want to see. I have strange and startling news, neighbor, and it's my honest 
opinion it means war. 

Farmer E. — "Well, now, Mother and I have just come from town ; and I saw 
every one was excited, runnin' this way arid that, but I couldn't find out what 
was goin' on. So I just told Mother, as we came along, that we would stop and 
find out of you, 'cause I know'ed you'd have the paper." 

{Sound of bass drum outside.) 

Johnny H. — "Hip, hip, hurrah ! That sounds like the fourth of July !" {Exit 
ML. E.) 

Harry H. — "That means news! There's something up, don't you think so, 
Father ?" 

Farmer H. — "Yes, sad, sad news, I fear." 

Mrs. Mart H. — "But, Mart, you surely won't go. You must not leave me !" 

Mart H. — "Why, Mattie, I like others, would be forced to go, if our country 
is in danger." 

Jennie H. — "Harry, you, at least, will not go." 

Harry H. — "I do not know, Jennie ; but should my ever indulgent parents 
giva their consent, I should deem it my duty to go." 

Johnny H. — {Enter 1st L. E. Excited.)— Oh, Mart ! here come the Smith boys 
and Tom Elliott ! They are going to town to enlist. You go, Mart, and you, 
too, Harry. Say, Mother, can't I go ?" 

Mother H. — "Why, Johnny, what nonsense. What could you do V Your 
Father would never consent." 

Farmer H.— "Why, he could do nothing but mischief, and get himself into the 
guard-house." 

Johnny H. — "Oh, say, Mart, take me, too. I can drum — I can— carry water — 
and I can— hunt eggs, and I can— I can— steal hams from the rebels." {Exit M 
L.E.) 

AIL— {Excited.)—" What V Steal hams V" 



— II — 

Mart H. — "There, Mother, let him go ; he's just a little excited. {Enter Tom 
Elliott, Will Smith and Fattie. 1st L. E.) Hello, Tom, good-morning ! And Will, 
too. Come in, boys. And of all things ! If here ain't Fattie ! Why, Fattie, 
what's up ?" 

Fattie S. — "What's up ? Why, everything's up ! The Union is busted up ; 
the Goddess of Liberty has got the headache, and I don't feel well myself. 
Come on, let's go to town and see what's goin' on." 

Farmer H. — "Yes, we'll all go. For I am sure there'll be no work today." 

Johnny H. — (Enter 1st L. E.) — "Father, may I go ? Oh, Harry, I'm going 
any way !" 

Harry H. — "I don't care what you do. You go and hitch the horses to the big 
wagon." (Exit Johnny. 1st L. E.) 

Mother H. — "But, Father, if the boys leave home, how will we get the corn 
planted V" 

Farmer H. — "Oh, we must let time provide for these things, Mother." 

Harry H. — "Perhaps you could hire hands at that time." 

Jennie H. — "But, Harry, they say war times are hard timss. We must save. 
Mattie and I will plant the corn, won't we, Mattie ?" 

Mrs. Mart H. — "Yes, indeed, we will, Jennie." 

Farmer H. — "Neighbor, here are brave girls. Do you hear ?" 

Farmer E. — "Yes, indeed, you are right. That's what our boy, Tom, says. 
We'll never fail when our women lend such willing hands, never fail." 

Johnny H. — (Enter 1st L. E.) — "Father, come on. Everything is ready." 

Mrs. Elliott. — "Well, come on, Father ; we must go, too." 

Farmer H. — "Hold on, neighbors, stay and go with us. We can carry all. 
Mattie, my girl, where 's my hat and cane ? And bring my coat, too. Jennie, you 
help Mother get ready. " (Exit 1st L. E. Farmer H, Harry H, Mr. and Mrs. 
Elliott, Tom and Will, Fattie and Johnny, Mart. ) 

SCENE II. 

Mart H. — (Enter 1st L. E. with Harry, Tom, Will and Fattie.) — "Hold on, boys, 
let's talk this matter over. I think, from what Frank said this morning, the 
South mean nothing but war, and they will never stop until they find the North 
are really in earnest." 

Harry H. — "Now, say, Mart, you had better stay at home. It will be hard for 
you to part with Mattie. " 

Mart H. — "Oh, never mind that, now. Say, boys, ff Harry and I enlist, how 
many of you will go ?" 

Tom E— "I will for one." 

Fattie S. — "I'll go ! Sure as eggs are eggs." 

Will S..— "Well, if you all go, 1 don't see how I can stay at home. Ill go, too." 

Harry H. — "Yes, that's right ; you go to take care of Fattie." 

Fattie S. — "Well, Fattie can take care of himself. Say, Mart, what will I go 
as ? I want to be something big, you know." 

Tom E. — "You can go as Commissary." 

Fattie S.— "Commissary ? What's that ? Anything good to eat ?" 

Mart H. — "Why, Fattie, don't you know that a Commissary generally ^manages 
to get something to eat, when others don't get a single bite." 



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Fattie S. — "That's what I want. Put me down for Commissary." 

Mart H. — "Well, Fattie, before we have a Commissary, we have got to have 

recruits. Now, you know, you have very winning- ways about you." 

. Fattie S.— "Yes, that's what my girl says." 

Mart H. — "Oh, well, never mind your girl. Suppose you go to town and make 

the boys a speech. How many do you think you could induce to go ?" 
Fattie S. — "Well, let me see ! About forty-seven or forty-five." 
Harry H. — "Well, name them over, Fattie. We would like to know who they 

are." 

Fattie S. — "Well, they're all Smiths, and first cousins of mine." 

Mart H. — "Well, who are they? Give us the names, for we want a select 
company, or none." 

Fattie S. — "Well, here they are. Now, there's the two Browns; that's one, and 
the three Jones', that's two, and" 

Mart H.— "Oh, hold on ! What of the Smiths ?" 

Fattie S. — "Well, there is Sam Smith, John Smith, Hank Smith, Bill Smith, 
Jake Smith, Bob Smith and Sallie Smith, and" 

All.— "Hold on ! That's a girl !" 

Fattie S. — "Well, she can't help that ! Can't she go as cook !" 

Mart H. — "Fattie, don't you ever think o! anything but your everlasting 
stomach ?" 

Fattie S.— "Well, that's enough to think of." 

Mart H. — "Well, Fattie, can you run ?" 

Fattie S. — "You just bet ! Try me once." 

Mart H. — "All right, come here. Now when I count three, off you go. Now! 
One — two — three — go. " 

Fattie S. — (Business.) — "Now, say, if you fellows do that again, I'll go right 
home. You think I'm a fool, 'cause I know more than any one else.". 

Mart H. — "Oh, say, boys, that ain't fair. Come back, Fattie, and take another 
start. Stand back, boys, and give him a chance. Now, one — two — three — go." 

Fattie S. — [Meets Uncle Joe at 1st B. E. Business. Exit 1st B. E.) 

Mart H.— "Why, Uncle Joe ! I'm shocked !" 

Uncle Joe. — "Well ! I'm shocked myself. Say, who was dat stepped on me, 
jist now V" 

Mart H. — "That big, fat fellow, that just went down the road ? Why, that 
was Fattie Smith, Joe.*' 

Uncle Joe. — "It was ? Look whar he got his foot in my pocket ! If he eber 
does dat agi'n, I'll kick him up de jaw, and kill him !" 

Mart H. — "Well, say, Joe, what brings you back here ? I thought you had 
started for home." 

Uncle Joe. — "I did start for home ; an' I jist now come back. My ole Mastah, 

he forgot de little sarpet-cap, an' he tole me I mus' cum back fur it. Den, I 

wanted to cum back and tell you all how mighty bad I felt 'bout dat fuss you all 

had dis mornin' ; an' I want to tell you dat I stan' on your side, case you folks is 

mighty nice people. An', my ole Mastah, he said dey mus' cum from de fust 
fam'lies ob Virginy, an' I guess he's 'bout right, too." 

Tom E. — "Why, of course, he's right, Joe ; but I am down on Frank ; and if I 
had been Harry, I'd have whipped him, too." 



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Will S. — ''Well, Joe, now your old Master has gone away. Suppose you go 
with us. What do you say V" 

Uncle Joe. — "Why, say, whar 'bouts is you all goin 1 ?" 

Mart H. — "Why, Joe, we're going to town to enlist. Don't you know we are 
going to have a terrible war ?" 

Uncle Joe. — "Oh, you git out ! Who's goin' to hab it ?" 

Mart H. — "Why, the North and the South, Joe, and I fear it's going to be a 
fearful struggle." 

Uncle Joe. — "Why, what you all goin' to hab a wah foah ?" 

Mart H. — "Well, since you ask the question, Joe, do you know that it is all on 
account of you ?" 

Uncle Joe. — "Who V Me ? No, sah, 'taint my fault ! I didn't do it ! I neber 
got any war wid no one !" 

Mart H. — "Oh, no, not you, individually, Joe, but your people. You see the 
South wants to keep you in slavery ; while the North wants to set you free. 
Now, your old Master has gone back to Kentucky, and left you here ; suppose 
you cut loose and go with us. What do you say ?" 

Uncle Joe. — "What will you all do wid me, if I go 'long wid you ?" 

Tom E. — "You can go as cook, Joe." 

Mart H. — "That's just it. Can you cook, Joe ?" 

Uncle Joe. — "You jist bet I kin cook. Does yer hab to hab a cook ?" 

Harry H. — ""Why, certainly, Joe." 

Uncle Joe. — "And you won't tell my ole Mastah if I go long ?" 

Mart H. — "Joe, the chances are, we shall never see him again." 

Uncle Joe. — "All right, dat settles it. I'll go 'long." 

Mart H. — "Now, boys, we've got a cook. Come on." (Exit all 1st R. E.) 

Johnny H. — (Enter 1st L. E.) — "Hold on, boys, wait for me 1" 

Uncle Joe. — "Why, de Lo'd bless de little honey boy ! Why, whare is you 
goin', Johnny ?" 

Johnny H. — "Why, I'm going to town with the boys, Joe." 

Uncle Joe. — "Well, nOw, say. You go foolin' roun' down dare, an' de boys '11 
walk all ober you. Now, look aheah, I'm goin' down, an' you jist git aboa'd ob 
de ole man's back, an' I'll carry you all de way ; den you won't git so tired." 

Johnny H. — "All right, Joe. Turn around." (Exit Johnny on Joe's back, 1st 
R. E.) 

SCENE III. 

(Capt. Co. D. seated at stand writing, drums on stand. Awkward squad drill.) 

Fattie S. — (Outside with squad. 3d L. E.) — Attention! Battalion! Forward 
guide, center, march ! (Enter. ) — Left — left — left — whoa, ho — halt — hold on, here ! 
Don't you know enough to stop ? Ho, there ! Square around this way ! All look 
the same way ! Now, stand still till I see the Captain. Hello, Cap ; I've got a lot 
of fellows here, that want to go to war and kill some one, or git killed. What 
had I better do with them ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, they're a nice looking lot of fellows, Fattie. Where did 
you get them ?" 

Fattie S. — "They come from" — (Mention something local.) 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, I guess you may drill them a little. Order arms ! Shoul- 



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der arms ! Present arms ! Etc." 

Fattie S.— "Now, boys, look out for yourselves. Keep your eye on me. 
Shoulder arms ! Order arms ! Carry arms ! Present arms ! (Business.) Oh, hold 
on, git back there, I don't want your guns ; go back ! How's that Cap ? What'll 
I do next ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "That's very good. You may right face them, and double them' 
up." 

Fattie S.— [Aside)— "Right face them and double them up ! I'll bet I'll kill 
every sardine there ! Why, say, Cap, won't that kill 'em ?" 

Capt. Co. D.— "No, sir, it won't kill them ; you do as I tell you." 

Fattie S.— "All right, Cap, if you say so, I'll kill the whole crowd. Here, give 
me that gun. I guess I might as well begin on you. Stand up and die like a 
man." (Business.) 

Capt. Co. D. — "Hold on, there! Stop ! What are you trying to do with that man?" 

Fattie S. — "Why, didn't you tell me to double 'em up ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Oh, no, not that way !* Here, get them into two lines, this 
way ! One, two, etc." 

Fattie S. — "Oh, yes, I had a notion two or three times to do that once. Here, 
git in here ! One — come in here, you, two — one — two — one — one — oh, that must 
be soforth. (Business.) Well, Cap, what next ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "You may get them back into line and examine their arms." 

Fattie S. — "Git back, boys, git back into line like you was before you was ! 
There, ho, now ! Say, Cap, how do you do that ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Why, withdraw the rammers and put them in the barrel." 

Fattie S. — "Oh, yes, give me that rammer out here ! Quick !" (Business.) 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, what are you looking for now ?" 

Fattie S. — "I am lookin' for the barrel to put this rodram in." 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, you are about the worst I ever saw." 

Fattie S. — "Oh, I can do worse than that." 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, I doubt it. , Here, put them into the barrel of the gun, 
this way. Now, examine them, and see that all are in good shape." 

Fattie S. — "All right, Captain! Here, give me that gun." (Examines each 
gun with remarks. Last gun goes off accidentally. All run. Fattie drops on knees.'''') 

Capt. Co. D. — "Here, get these fellows away from here ! Take them away ! I 
don't want no such men ! Get them out of this ! Take them home !" 

Fattie S. — "Come on, back, boys ; stand your ground like I do ! Don't never 
run ! Come on, now. The Captain don't want us. We're goin home. Left — 

left — left ho, halt, whoa ! Well, I guess I am left, and I'll leave to." (Exit 

3d L. E.) 

(Mart, Harry, Tom and Will, 3d R. E., calling.) 

Capt. Co. D. — "Hello ! here come the country boys, Smiths and Elliotts, and 
the Howards, Mart and Harry." 

Mart H. — "Hello, Captain, how are you ? Is your company full ? Can't we 
enlist ?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "No, I've not got enough yet. Do you all want to go ?" 

Tom E. — "Yes, Captain, we've all come to enlist." 

Johnny H. — [Enter with Joe. 2d B. E.] — "Ho, ho, Joe. Oh, Mart, you ran so fast, 
I couldn t keep in sight. What are you going to do V" 



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Mart H. — "Why, I'm going to send you home. Harry, start him home. We 
don't want to be bothered with him. Joe, what did you bring him for ?" 

Uncle Joe. — "I didn't bring him. He fetched me." 

Harry H. — "Mart, don't enlist until Father and Mother come, at any rate. 
Why, there they all come now." 

Farmer H.— [Enter 1st R. E. with Mother, Mattie, Mr. and Mrs. Elliott.]— "Ah, 
ha ! Good morning, Captain, how are you ? [Looks at roll.] Ah ! this looks like 
business ! If I were only young, now !" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Well, you have two fine boys, there ; they, no doubt, will take 
your place. They look strong and healthy." 

Farmer H. — "Come on, Mart. You were ever my boy, my first born, and God 
knows I love you both ! If you will go, you have my consent and blessing, 
and my prayers for your safety, while gone." 

Harry H. — "Mart, go and speak to Mother and Mattie." 

Mart H. — "Mattie, the Captain, here, is getting up a company, and the boys 
are all going. I would like very much to go with them. Will you give your 
consent ?" 

Mrs. Mart H. — "Oh, Mart, how can I say the word that will take you 
from me ? Yet, in this hour of our Country's need and danger, I dare not with- 
hold my consent. Go — and when all danger is over, return to me, if it be His 
will." 

Mart H.— Yes, Mattie, I will return, if it be His will. Mother, we would not 
dare place our name on that roll, without your consent and blessing." 

Mother H. — "My dear boys ! I have ever taught you to speak plainly the 
word country ; and, if need be, die in its defense ; go, as your father would were 
he able ; and He that watcheth even the fall of a sparrow, will guard and protect 
my children." 

Mart H. — "As you have taught us from childhood, Mother ; our trust is ever 
there. Come, Harry, we will sign the roll. Father, my name is on the roll." 

Harry H. — And mine, too, Father." 

Farmer ti. — "My brave boys, you have done your duty." 

Mart H.— "Nothing but what you would have done, Father, had you been able 
to go." 

Johnny H. — "Say, Captain, won't you please take me? I can drum." [Omit 
last sentence if you cannot drum.] 

Capt. Co. D. — "I'm afraid you are too young, my boy." 

Johnny H. — "Well, you just hear me drum. [Beats drum.] How's that, Cap?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "That's first rate, Johnny. Farmer Howard, can you spare this 
boy ? I'll take good care of him." 

Farmer H. — "His mother, Captain, not I, must answer for him." 

Mother H. — "Can I not have one left to me? Oh, my boy! my darling! lose you 
too? What can I say?" 

Johnny H. — "Oh, Mother, please let me go. I'll be with Mart and Harry." 

Mother H. — "Then be it so. Captain, to you and to heaven I commit my dear 
boys." 

Johnny H. — All right, Cap; she said I could go." {Signs roll. Exit 3d L. E., 
with Mart, Harry and Tom.) (Farmer H., Mother, Mattie, Mr. and Mrs. E., Exit 
1st R. E. 



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Capt. Co. D. — "My company is full. The regiment is coming. Fall in, boys, 
fall in." 

Uncle Joe. — "Hold on, Captain! Wait a minit! I want to go too." 

Capt. Co. D. — "You! Why, what are you going- for?" 

Uncle Joe. — "Why, I'm goin' to cook fur the captain." 

Capt. Co. D.— "Can you cook?" 

Uncle Joe. — "Yes, sah, I can cook anything." 

Capt. Co. D.— "Well, we've got to have a cook. Put your name down here." 

Uncle Joe. — "Do I have to put my name down?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Why, certainly, if you want to go." 

Uncle Joe. — "Oh, say, Cap, you put it down. I can't write." 

Capt. Co. D.— "All right; spell it out." 

Uncle Joe. — "Well, it goes somehow dis way: G o W oo ckf, Joe. {Exit Cap- 
tain and Joe, 3d L. E. 

Col. Robinson. — [Enter with Music, 1st L. E.] — "Attention! Battalion! For- 
ward march! Halt! Left face! Order arms! Parade rest !" 

Farmer H. — (Enter 1st B. E., with flag and Jennie, Mother H., Mattie, Mr. and 
Mrs. Elliott and Citizens. ) 

Jennie H. — "Col. Robinson: Allow me in behalf of the Ladies of to pre- 
sent your regiment, this stand of colors. We entrust it to your keeping, assured 
that its bright stars, will never be sullied by any act of yours. You go forth to 
battle for our country; we stay, to aid you, with our prayers, love, and devotion. 
Take it, Colonel, and may the God of battles bless and protect you." 

Col. R. — "Kind Miss and Ladies: In behalf of the brave men, whom I have 
the honor to command, I accept this stand of colors, and we pledge our lives in 
its defence. And at all times, whether in camp, or on the march, or upon the 
field of battle, it shall be our guiding star. And a bright remembrance of the 
fair faces, and loyal hearts, of friends we hold most dear. Soldiers, do you 
endorse these sentiments?" 

Soldiers — "Colonel, we do." 

Col. R. — "Then give three cheers for the ladies. Hip — hip, (Cheers.) Battalion! 
Attention! Carry arms! Color guard to the front and center! March! Sergeant, 
to you I intrust this stand of colors. Battalion! Present arms! Carry arms! 
Color guard ! About face ! To your post ! March ! Battalion ! Right face ! 
Forward! Column left! March! (Exit 3d L. E.) 

(Ladies and Citizens waving handkerchiefs, bidding good-by, etc., as troops march. 
Parting ivith friends. All exit. B. and L. Grand Tableau — Secession.) 

ACT II. SCENE I. 

(Camp of the 15th Begiment. Boys asleep. Grand Bounds. Boll call. Camp life, etc.) 
Mart II. — (Mart, Harry and Johnny, discovered lying. F. C. with drum, candle 
in Bayonet. Mart writing.) — "How tired the boys are tonight; and no wonder. 
after the long, weary march we have had. And Johnny, poor little fellow, how r 
hard he tried to keep up. How much he looks like his mother. Three long 
weeks since I received this letter from her. And I have read it over and over, 
until I know it, word for word Mart, she says, watch over your younger brother, 
as he will not have a mother's care and guidance. Yes, mother, dear, I will 
remember all your kind letter asks of me. Well, well, I must stop writing and 



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put out this light, for it is almost time to change the guard." (Blow out light and 
lie down.) 

Capt. Co. D. — (Enter 1st L. E.) — "Attention guard! Forward march!" 

First Guard. — "Halt! Who comes there?" 

Capt. Co. D. — "Grand rounds." 

Guard. — "Advance, Sergentofthe grand rounds, and give the countersign. 

Countersign is correct. Advance grand rounds." 

Capt. Co. D. — "Forward march!" — Exit 1st R. E., return to stage at revelliefor 
roll call. 

Capt. Co. A. — (After Fattie Smith and Joe leave.) — "Fall in men! Fall in! Carry 
arms!"— (Enter Col. Robinson 1st L. E.) 

Capt. Co. A. — "Battalion! Present arms!" 

Col. R. — "Battalion! Carry arms! Order arms! Parade rest!" 

Major General. — (Enter with Staff. IstL. E.) 

Col. R.— "Battalion! Attention! Carry arms! Present arms! Carry arms!' 

Major General. — "Colonel, I desire that you pass your command in review; 
after which you will go into camp, in the field beyond the church. You will 
double your camp guard, and see that all camp fires are extinguished before 
night." 

Col. R.— " Battalion! Right face! Forward column left! March!"— (Exit 3d 
L.E.) 

Major General. — "Colonel, present my compliments to the commodore, and the 
commandants of divisions; and say to them, that I desire their presence for a 
short time in council immediately." (Exit orderly 1st L. E. Enter Brigadier 
General 1st L. E. Commodore 1st R. E., with staff.) — "Gentlemen, I have not had 
any reliable information from the enemy; but from reports I am inclined to 
the opinion that their movements are directed against our center." 

Brigadier General — "From reports made by my scouts, General, it would 
seem that their movements are directed against General Hurlburt's line, our left.'' 

Orderly. — (Enter 1st L. E.) — "General Hurlburt sends compliments, and desires 
to imform you that his line will certainly be the main point of attack." 

Commodore. — "This being the case, General, I had better remain where I am, 
to protect your extreme left, and prevent the enemy from obtaining possession 
of our transports, the lower end of the ravine being impassable for your 
infantry." 

Major General. — "Let it be understood, and in order that there be no mistake. 
I will give you our line from right to left. Wallace on the right, then Smith, 
McClerland, Sherman, Prentiss and Hurlburt on the extreme left. You will 
hold your commands well in hand, and be ready to move at a moment's notice." 
(Commodore and Brigadier Salute and exit R. and L.) 

Capt. Co. D.— (Enter 2d L. E. with Rebel Spy. )— "For ward march! Column right, 
march! Halt! Left face!" 

Major General. — "Captain, whom have you there?" 

Capt. Co. D.— "General, this man was found down by the river, and I have 
reasons to believe that he is a spy from the camp of General Johnson." 

Major General. — "Captain, you will search the prisoner." 

Capt. Co. D.— "I have, General, and found upon his person, this plan of our 



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position. ( General examines papers.) What is your pleasure concerning him ?" 

Major General. — "When the evidence is conclusive, the penalty is death. 
You are charged with the execution of this man, at once." 

Capt. Co. D— "Guard, left face ! Forward ! Column left, march ! (Exited L. E.) 
Ready ! Aim ! Fire !" 

Major General.— "Tell Colonel Robinson I desire to see him personally, and 
immediately." 

A. D. C. — [Exit 2d L. E. Enter with Col. Robinson.)— "Colonel Robinson, Gen- 
eral." 

Major General. — "Colonel, have you a competent man in your command whom 
you can trust with important business ?" 

Col. R.— "I have, General." 

Major General — "You will then order such person to report to my headquar- 
ters at once." {Exit Col. R., 2d L. E.) 

Mart H. — (Enter 2d L. E., with orders.) — ' 'General, I have an order from my 
commanding officer to report to your headquarters." (Deliver order.) 

Major Gener ?d-(Examines order) — "Soldier, I desire to see you on very important 
business — step this way. I desire that you provide yourself with suitable cloth- 
ing, enter the enemy's lines, and proceed, if possible, as far as Corinth. En- 
deavor to obtain all the information you can concerning their movements. You 
have just witnessed the execution of a man performing the same duty I would 
impose upon you. Be very careful in all your movements, for if you are discov- 
ered you will never return. The penalty is death. With a full knowledge of 
all the danger that must be encountered, will you undertake the mission? " 

Mart H. — "General, when I came into the army, it was to perform faithfully 
all the duties of a soldier. If you desire, I will undertake the mission, and 
come out of it the best I can." 

Major General — "Do so, and carry with you the best wishes of your General 
and the entire army." (Exit Mart, 2d L. E., dress in disguise, come to 1st R. E.) 

SCENE II. 

Frank R.— ( En ter 1st L. E., with rebel squad.)— "Forward ! March! Halt! 
Left face ! Soldiers, you will hold this road, and halt any one who may pass. 
We are near the enemy's lines, and the General's orders are to examine all per- 
sons who pass this road, and to send all suspicious characters to his headquar- 
ters. (Enter Col. Rutledge, 1st L. E.) Guard, present arms ! Carry arms ! " 

Col. Rutledge — "Well, Frank, I find you at your post, and I am glad to see you 
so active. The orders are very strict to-night. General Johnston will, no 
doubt, attack the Federal forces to-morrow. Hold yourself in readiness to draw 
your men to the reserve post, if needed." 

Frank R. — "All right, Colonel, and if I am off duty at 9 o'clock I will see you 
at General Cheatham's headquarters." 

Col. R. — "I am to report to General Johnston for duty at 9 o'clock. If I can 
return I will see you. Good night." (Exit 1st R. E.; go to 1st L. E.) 

Frank R. — "Good night." (Inspects guns.) 

Uncle Joe— (Enter 1st L. E.) — "Now, 'foah de good Lord, have mercy on me. If 
dat ain't my ole mastah and his son Frank. If dey find me out, I'm a dead 



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niggah foah sure. Maybe dey done furgot me, and tink Use way up in old 
Kentuck." 

Frank R.— "Halt ! Who goes there ? " 

Uncle Joe — "Why, nuthin', mastah, but just a poor ole man. I'm goin' down 
heah to see de ole woman. She stops down heah on de next plantation." 

Frank R. — "Have you got a pass? " 

Uncle Joe — "Yes, sah." 

Frank R. — "Well, let me see it. Come, get it out here." 

Uncle Joe — "Yes, sah; heah it is, sah." 

Frank R. — (Suspicious.) — "Where did you get this pass? from your master or 
the General? " 

Uncle Joe — "Why, I done got it from de General, sah." 

Frank R. — "From which General? " 

Uncle Joe — "Why, de General ob de army, sah." 

Frank R. — "Well, which army? " 

Uncle Joe — "Why, de army whar de soldiers stay." 

Frank R. — "Did you get this pass from General Cheatham? " 

Uncle Joe — "I got it from General Cheatham, or General Swindlem — one ob 
dem men ; I doesn't know 'em." 

Frank R. — "Oh, bother your ignorance ! Guards, let him pass." (Hands pass 
to Joe.) 

Uncle Joe — "Now, den, I got to find Mastah Mart. If he eber gits in de 
clutches ob dis man, he's done gon' up, for suah." 

Frank R. — "What's the matter, old man? You can pass; go on. (Exit Joe 1st B. 
E.) Now, men, we will take a position near that ravine. Right face ! For- 
ward ! March ! " (Exit 1st B. E.; go to 1st L. E.) 

SCENE III. 

(Confederate headquarters. Generals Johnston and Cheatham.) 

Capt. Co. G. — (Enter with confederate troops 1st B. E.) — "Forward! March! 
Halt ! Left face ! (Enter General Johnston and staff, 1st B. E.; General Cheatham 
and staff, 1st L. E.) Battalion, present arms ! Carry arms ! Order arms ! Pa- 
rade rest ! " (Betire to 1st B. E. , for Mart H. ) 

Gen. Cheatham — "Colonel, has the spy returned I sent out this morning? " 

Chief of Staff— "No, sir." 

Gen. C. — "Yet I am sure the Federals have not received re-enforcements. Gen- 
eral Forest has made two feints on their right, and his scouts report no move- 
ment of General Buel. 

Gen- J. — General, I do not credit the statement. I believe the Federals are 
re-enforced. Their left shows a strong front, and I find their center firm and un- 
yielding. We must have further information. Your spy, General Cheatham, 
I am inclined to believe has been captured." 

Gen. C. — "I trust not, for every thing depends upon a knowledge of their 
forces." 

(Enter Capt. Co. G. with Mart H., 1st B. E). 

Gen. J.— "Who is this man? " 

Capt. Co. G. — "I found him down by the spring; he says he lives near here." 

Gen. C. — "Old man, do you live near here? " 



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Mart H. — "Yes, sah; I lives just down heah on Owl Creek. Say, do you all 
know you got mighty nigh de Yankee soldiers? I saw a whole heap on critter- 
back down heah 'bout half a mile, sah." t 

Gen. C. — "Did you receive any information, from their talk, concerning their 
forces? " 

Mart H. — "Yes, sah; I heard de Captain say somethin' about a Yankee Gin- 
eral what was goin' to cross de river down about Crumps' Landing, or Sa- 
vannah." 

Gen. C. — "These are no doubt fresh troops on their way to re-enforce the Fed-, 
erals at this point." 

Gen. J. — {To Chief of Staff) — "Send word to General Beauregard to advance 
his forces from Corinth, and to hold himself in readiness to open the attack 
early tomorrow morning." 

Gen. C. — "General, will my command retain its present position? General 
Chalmers has withdrawn his troops to co-operate with General Van Dorn; I am 
now short two brigades and a field battery. " 

Gen. J. — {To Chief of Staff) — "You will send General Cheatham one brigade 
from General Rhet Roberts' division, and one battery from the first Mississippi 
Artillery. {To Cheatham) — I cannot spare more troops at present, but if re-en- 
forcements arrive early from Corinth, I will send you another brigade." 

Gen. C. — "Thanks, General; any further orders?" 

Gen. J. — "No; you will report to your command at once and hold yourself in 
readiness for action." {Exit 1st B. E. with staff.) 

Gen. C. — "Soldiers of the Southern Confederacy: You are called upon to re- 
store the nagging energy of our confederate arms, and to recover, if possible, all 
we have lost or given to these Yankee invaders. Do not, I beseech you, let the 
recent disasters of Ports Donelson and Henry be repeated on the field of action 
tomorrow. General Johnson informs me that tomorrow we attack these Lin- 
coln hirelings, and drive them from our sacred soil. Remember your homes- 
your firesides; your wives and children, are the stakes for which we offer bat- 
tle, as well as the preservation of our homes. Let>your watch-word be: Eternal 
vigilance on the ramparts of Southern liberty. Follow your noble leaders, and 
they will conduct you to victory." 

Capt. Co. G. — "Three cheers for General Cheatham— hip, hip." — {Cheers.) 

Mart H.— "Hurrah foah Jeff. Davis. Is that all right, Cap? " 

Capt. Co. G. — "Yes; that's right, old man." 

Gen. C. — "Bring this man to recruiting headquarters; we have need for all 
loyal hearts in our Southern army." 

{Enter Col. Rutledge {1st L. E.) with orders.) 

Mart H. — [Aside.] — Colonel Rutledge on this field I If I am discovered by that 
man I shall never escape. [Enter Uncle Joe 1st JR. E.] And you too, Joe. Heav- 
ens, are the fates against me? If I could only give him a hint." 

Uncle Joe — "Dar's Mastah Mart now. If dey find me out dey'll kill him foah 
suah. What'llldo." 

Gen. C. — "How are you, Colonel; here is a man not yet in our Southern army. 
See that he has a place in our ranks at once." 



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Col. R. — "All right, General; here comes my son, Sergeant Rutledge; I will 
turn this man over to him; he has charge of all unassigned recruits." 

Uncle Joe — "Now was eber a poor boy in dis heah fix afoah. Dere's no salva- 
tion foah him now; he's done gone up foah suah." 

Col. R. — "Sergeant, you will take charge of that man and see that he has a 
place in our ranks at once. " 

Frank R. — "All right, Colonel. Here, old man; step this way." 

Uncle Joe — "Yes, sah; here I is, sah." 
E. Frank R. — "Oh, no; not you; you I want. Where are you skulking to; come 
here, I want you. " 

Mart H. — "Now say, Captain, I've got to go right home; if I don't, de ole 
woman '11 ta»e all de ha'r out of my head, sah." 

Frank R. — "Well, how is it, old man, one professing so much loyalty for our 
cause, as you do, is not in the ranks'? " 

Mart H. — "Oh, I can't go in de army no how, Captain. You see, dat boy Pete 
of mine, he's gone off wid General Hood ; den I got a heap of rheumatix in dese 
ole bones, a heap of rheumatix." v 

Frank R. — "Oh, come ! straighten up ! I want — What ! Am I right? Here 
is treason on the spot ! " 

All— "Treason ! " 

Frank R. — "Yes, Colonel, I have found a spy. This man is from the Federal 
camp. Look, father. (Removes disguise.) It is Mart Howard." (Music chord.) 

Col. R.— "Martin Howard? " 

Uncle Joe — "Now, den, it's all day wid him. De young chicken 's got into de 
hawk's nest, foah shuah." 

Col. R. — "Sir, your position cripples any effort I may be disposed to make in 
your behalf. I can only recall my past life with your father, and regret the cir- 
cumstances that have so strangely set us at variance." 

Mart H. — '"Colonel, I thank you for even this poor consolation. I was not ig- 
norant of the danger I incurred in coming here. I was only obeying the orders 
of my superior officer. " 

Gen. C. — "Colonel Rutledge, do you know this man? — I see you hesitate. Ser- 
geant Rutledge, can you swear to his identity? " 

Fran > R. — "Yes, General, I knew that man long before the war. I have vis- 
ited at his father's house." 

Mart H. — "Remember that, Frank, and repay my father's hospitality. You 
can do it now." 

Frank R. — "Martin Howard, remember my oath." 

Mart H. — "I do. You are heartless. Joe, if you have any regard for your 
neck, don't recognize me here." 

Uncle Joe — "You jist bet your bottom dollah I haint nebber goin' to do any- 
thing ob dat kind. I haint done gone clean crazy yit." 

Gen. C. — "Colonel, you will convene a court-martial at once, and, if convicted, 
let him suffer the proper doom of a spy." 

(Col: R. and all officers move U. C. business.) 

Mart H. — (Aside.) — "Joe, you get out of this, return to the Union camp and re- 
port my capture to the General." 



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Gen. C. — "Colonel, you will examine this man, take down all information, com- 
pare these orders with General Johnston, and report to me at your earliest con- 
venience. [Exit 1st L. E.) 

Col. R. — [After music, soliloquy.) — "How strange is my situation ! Here is the 
son of my old friend, found within our lines in the character of a spy ! And I 
am compelled to pass upon him the sentence of a military execution ! He has 
been taught by his father strict adherence to truth and love for his flag. My re- 
gard would save him, but my education teaches me obedience to orders. If I 
could induce him to give such information as would be beneficial to our cause I 
might secure his pardon. I will try. Soldier, what was your object in entering 
our lines? " 

Mart H. — "I decline to answer. If you wish to know, it is your business to 
find out." 

Col. R. — "Sir, let your answers be guarded. I can do much for or against 
you. Give me all the information concerning your forces, and I promise you life 
and a commission in our ranks. I have long known your father, and — " 

Mart H. — "Then you should have better judged my father's son. I will never 
accept life on such base conditions — never ! " 

Col. R. — "Enough, sir. You have sealed your own doom. Officers of the court 
martial, what is your verdict? " 

All— "Death to the spy! " 

Col. R. — "Captain, you will execute the sentence and send the report to Gen- 
eral Cheatham. Soldier, you have heard the sentence. Have you anything 
to say?" 

Mart H. — "Nothing, Colonel. It would be the worst of folly to say anything 
now." 

Col. R. — "Sergeant, you will take these plans and reports to General Cheat- 
ham and do not fail that they reach him in time, for upon their prompt delivery 
depends your promotion." . 

Frank R. — "Colonel, I will see that they reach him in time. Ha ! ha ! Mart 
Howard ! Your death and my promotion !" [Exit 1st R. E.; go to 1st L. E.) 

Mart H. — "Coward ! Joe, follow that man ancl. capture those papers. You 
can save the whole army, and perhaps my life ! Go, quick ! " 

Uncle Joe — "Now. am de only accepted time. I'm goin' to hab dem papers, if 
I hab to kill all two ob us." [Exit 1st R. E.) 

Col. R. — "Soldier, prepare yourself for death. Are you ready? " 

Mart H. — "Yes, Colonel, I am ready." 

Capt. Co. G. — [Take Mart H. to position, bandage eyes with large white handker- 
chief.) — "Good-bye, soldier. Attention, company ! Carry arms ! Ready ! Aim ! " 

Chief of Staff— [Enter 3d L. E.)— "Hold !— " 

Capt. Co. G. — "Recover arms ! Carry arms ! " 

Chief of Staff — "General Cheatham defers the execution of this man until he 
has had further interview with General Johnston. He wishes further informa 
tion to be obtained from the prisoner. Here, sir, are your orders." [Exit 3d 

L. E) 

Col. R. — [Examines orders, cross to Mart H., remove bandage.] — "Soldier, will 
you give me the information I ask? " 



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Mart H. — "No, Colonel, never." 

Col. R. — "Will you take life as the price of your information'? It is your only 
chance. Reflect. Remember your home, your wife." 

Mart H. — "Oh, man, stop ! Do not torture me in this, my hour of misery and 
danger. I remember my home, my wife and all that makes home dear to me. I 
also remember that I have sworn it, even as you have done, to protect my coun- 
try from all its enemies. Not as you have done in the hour of need and danger — 
changed your uniform, violated your oath to your Government. And for what? 
To yield allegiance to those Stars and Bars. [Business.] Sir, I am unarmed and 
in your power. You may do your worst. You can but kill me." 

Col. R. — "Soldier, you are young, too brave for such a fate as yours. You 
shall have one more chance. Will you accept? " 

Mart H. — "For the last time, Colonel; my answer is, no, never ! " 

SCENE IV. 

Uncle Joe — [Enter 1st L. E. with revolver.] — "Now, dog'on, I jist wonder whar 
dat feller has gone. I saw him jist down de hill, and I thought sure he would 
git here first. Now I'll bet I missed him, and if I did, Mastah Mart is gone den 
foah suah. I guess I'll try dis gun and see how it works. Ho, dat aint no good, 
nowhow; oh, dar he comes now up de hill. I'll jist hide here, and when he 
comes past I'll jist jump on him and kill him and git de papers." 

Prank R. — [Enter 1st L. E. with papers.] — "At last I have one more enemy in my 
power. Mart Howard could not escape me, even in his most perfect disguise. 
Within an hour he will meet the merited death of a spy " 

Uncle Joe — [Springs onto Frank, grabbing papers.] — "Oh, no; not if I know it. 
Give me dem papers, or I kill you." 

Frank R. — {Picks up revolver.) — "Oh, I know you, you black fiend." — [snaps 
revolver. ) 

Uncle Joe. — "She slipped an excentric, didn't she." 

Frank R. — [Drmos sword; rushes on Joe.) — "Down on your knees to your mas- 
ter." 

Uncle Joe — [Presents revolver.] — "Oh, no, honey; I can't git down on my knees 
no moah. You see I done forgot how." 

Frank R. — "Give me those papers, you black rascal." 

Uncle Joe — "Say, if you want dem papers you can git 'em right now, but if you 
want dese you got to go clare to de Yankee camp." — [Exit 1st R. E.] 

Frank R. — "Halt! Halt! you black rascal, if those papers are gone I am 
ruined. Promotion and all gone. Halt ! Halt ! " — (Exit 1st R. E.) 

Capt. Co. D. — {Enter 1st L. E. with Union soldiers.) — "Forward ! double-quick, 
march. Halt ! Boys we must advance the line to yonder knoll and place a line 
of pickets near the woods. Forward, double-quick, march." — {Exit 1st R. E.) 

SCENE V. 
{Mart H. with hands tied; Frank and Reb. guard discovered.) 

Frank R. — "Well, Mart Howard, you look contented and happy. No doubt 
you have enjoyed yourself during my absence." 

Mart H. — Frank, please untie these cords on my arms. I pledge you my word 
and honor I will make no attempt to escape." 



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Frank R. — "Ha ha ! Your word and honor. What's the word of a Yankee 
good for? " 

Mart H. — "Frank, when a Union soldier gives his word, no power on earth 
can break it. " 

Frank R. — "No, Mart Howard, not one cord shall be relaxed until the time 
arrives for your execution. Now make the best of your situation; I am going 
to lie down for awhile. Guard, you will watch this man close, and if he attempts 
to escape, shoot him down. I shall be back in an hour." — [Exit 3d R. E. — Joe 
whistling outside.] 

Mart H. — [Aside.] — "That sounds like Joe. I hope he is not coming here." — 
[Enter Joe 3d L. E.] 

Guard — "Halt ! Who comes there." 

Uncle Joe — "Why, it's me, boss; don't you know me? Why, ob course you 
does; put down dat gun, you might jist as handy kill a pusson as not. I am de 
Kurnell's cook; don't you know me? " 

Guard — "Well, where have you been? " 

Uncle Joe — "I've jist been skirmishing around to see if I could git something 
fur de boys." 

Guard — "What have you got in that canteen?" 

Uncle Joe — "Why, dat's snake-bite, honey. Dat's de ole juice right out ob de 
corn. Don't you want jist a spoonful? Now, don't take it all, 'case I want some 
fur de rest. Let me hold yer gun, den it'll go better; dat's' it. Now, Mastah 
Mart, you's free. You go ahead and I'll come behind." [Exit Mart and Joe, 3d 
L. E. Rapid firing from rebel guard.] 

SCENE VI. 

[Enter 1st L. E. Major General, Brigadier General, staff and Colonel Robinson.] 

Major General — "Colonel, I feel confident our spy has been captured, or he 
would surely have returned before this." 

Col. Robinson — "General, I earnestly hope that he will not be discovered, for 
he is — [looking off R.] — Why, there he comes now, down through the woods, with 
Old Joe, the company cook ! " 

Mart H. — [Enter, running, with Joe, 1st R. E.; salute, hand papers to General.] — 
"General, there is the plan and position of the Confederate army, and I can say 
I have risked life and limb in obtaining possession of them. — [Deliver papers; 
General examines them.] — Joe, how did we get over that last fence? " 

Uncle Joe — "I dunno. We was comin' so fast I didn't see it." 

Major General — "These are, indeed, important papers. Colonel, send word to 
the Commodore to open his fire on the left of our lines, as General Johnston is 
receiving reinforcements and will attack us soon. — [Exit Col. R. and return. — 
Corporal, how did you get possession of these papers? " 

Mart H. — "General, Old Joe here captured those papers from an orderly sent by 
General Cheatham to General Johnston. I failed in your mission. I was dis- 
covered in the enemy's lines and sentenced to be shot. Last night Old Joe hov- 
ered around the guard line, and with a little whisky got the guard drunk. He 
untied my hands, helped me through the woods, then he led the way, and, 
thanks to this brave old fellow, General, here I am." 



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Major General — "Thanks, my brave boys. Colonel, see that you remember 
this man for promotion after the battle." ' [Look over papers with officers.] 

Uncle Joe — "Ah, ho ! Now, honey, didn't I tell you dat you'd git some thin' fur 
all dis trouble? Now, say, we got to go right down to de camp and see Mastah 
Harry and Johnny, 'cause dey must be 'most crazy to see you." 

Mart H. — "Yes, Joe, and I am almost crazy to see them. Now, Joe, don't forget 
what I tell you. You break to the camp and tell the boys I am coming. Tell 
them I am almost starved, and you get me something to eat." 

Uncle Joe — "All right. Now I must go down to de camp and tell de boys I'm 
almost starved, and I want somethin' to eat. And you've gone crazy and so have 
I, and—" 

Mart H. — "Oh, go on, and tell them anything ! [Exit Joe 1st B. E.] General, 
while in the Confederate camp I overheard a speech made by General Cheatham 
to the Confederate soldiers, in which he said that to-morrow night he would 
water his horse in the Tennessee River, at your rear, or he would take the risk 
of a tropical journey." [Exit 1st B. E.] 

Major General — "Water his horse in the Tennessee River? Then he will wade 
through rivers of blood. I will fight it out on this line if it takes all summer. 
We will visit the center, as the enemy will open with full artillery." [Exit all 1st 
B. E.] 

[Enter 1st L. E. General Cheatham and staff and Colonel Batledge.] 

Chief of Staff to Gen. Johnston. — [Enter, running, 1st B. E. — "Sir, General 
Johnston has fallen on the field, General Beauregard assumes command, and 
sends to you for immediate reinforcements." 

Gen. C. — "Perdition ! are the fates against us. [Look off to B.] They are re- 
ceiving fresh troops. I cannot hold this place half an hour if Grigg's battery 
gives way. Sir, tell General Beauregard I cannot help him; I have no troops to 
spare. [Exit Chief of Staff 1st B. E.] The line is falling back. General Breck- 
enridge is forming and may save us yet. [To Col. B.] Send word to General 
Rhet Roberts to close that gap on the hill, and hold it all hazards." — Exit Col. 
B. hurriedly, followed by Gen. C. and staff, 1st B. E.~\ 

SCENE VII. 

Discovered— Major-General and Staff— Brigadier General — Col. Bobinson — Capt. 
Co. D. with Company in line of battle — Fire and fall back — Bebs advance and fall 
back — Tableau —Grand charge of both sides. 

ACT III— SCENE I. 

Discovered Col. Batledge — Mart II. — Uncle Joe — F. C. — Johnny H. — L. F. — Sol- 
diers of both sides dead and wounded— Sisters of Charity. 

Uncle Joe — "Poor Mastah Mart; he's almost gone. Look up, Masta Mart; 
don't you know your ole Joe? Don't give up, I can't bare foah to lose you." 

Mart H.— "Harry? Johnny? Oh ! oh ! " 

Col. R. — "Who is calling? give me water, whoever you are, and help me to 
rise." 



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Mart H. — "Water? that is what I want; I have a canteen here. Stranger 
give me your hand and I will try and help you." [Take hands and rise.] 

Col. R.— "Martin Howard?" 

Mart H. — "Colonel Rutledge? Man I could curse you ani yours." 

Sister — "Peace, children; peace. The dead and dying are here. Forgive each 
other as you would be forgiven There." 

Col. R. — "Mart, I am — severely wounded — let us forget the past — have you 
water in your canteen? " 

Mart H. — "Yes, colonel; I have." 

Col. R. — "Then in the name of humanity — give me a drink." 

Mart H. — "In the name of humanity; I dare not resist that cry. Rebel as you 
are, the water is yours." [Hands canteen.] 

Col. R. — [Drinks.] — "Thank you, Mart; if I live — I will repay your kindness." 

Mart H. — "Yes, colonel, how times have changed ! But an hour ago you would 
have killed me." 

Col. R. — "There is a drummer boy on my left. He called for water, but I 
think he is dead." 

Mart H. — "A drummer boy? Joe, I have not seen Johnny since the last 
charge. Go look among the wounded, and if you find him bring him to me. 
[Joe brings Johnny to Mart.] Joe, he is not dead. His little heart still beats. 
Give me water, Joe. All gone — not one drop, when I needed it most. Oh, Joe, 
take care of Johnny. This wound is open again. Oh, the pain ! pain ! " 

Col. R. — "Mart ! Mart ! Arouse yourself, and bear these words to your father, 
if you survive this hour : That Colonel Rutledge, on the field at Shiloh, re- 
grets — his treason to the old flag." 

Mart H.— "Should I live, I will tell my father that. I will— I will !" 

[Enter Confederate soldiers 1st B. E.; raise Col. B. up.] 

Col. R. — "No — No, boys — Never mind me — I — am — dying — help — these boys 
around — me." [Dies. Boys lay him back.] 

Frank R.— [Enter 3d B. E.]— "That voice ! Where was it?" 

Sister — "There sergeant, there." 

Frank R. — "Yes, there he lies — father, father. Boys, he is dead — a wound 
near the heart. Oh, that I could avenge his death. What other thought than 
that of vengeance is left me now. My home made desolate, the very roof that 
sheltered me in childhood burned to ashes, and the only one I had to love 
laid by vandal hands in the cold embrace of death. Hear me, ye fates that 
guard our noble South: here on my bended knees, among the dead and the dy- 
ing, and the awful stillness that reigns after battle, do I pledge my arm, [rising] 
my life, to do thy bidding. Henceforth my watch-word shall be: slay and tor- 
ture. Father, father. Ha ! that face: I should have known it — and alive. 
Here is my revenge. Boys, you will take this body beyond the hill, beyond the 
hill, boys." [Boys take Johnny; exit 1st L. E. followed by Frank.] 

Uncle Joe — "Mastah Mart, Mastah Frank and de rebels is taken Johnny 
away. " 

Mart H. — "Taking Johnny? Help me to rise, Joe, for I must follow them. 
There they go beyond the hill, do you — " 

Frank R.— [Enter hurriedly 1st L. E.]— "Ha ! ha! You, too, Mart Howard! 
Finding you repays me for ail. And you, too, Uncle Joe." [Draws revolver.] 



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Mart H. — "Don't shoot him ; he has done no harm. Kill me, hut spare Old 
Joe." 

Frank R. — "Well, I spare you on one condition. Look to your master till I 
return. I'll take charge of this man." 

Mart EL— "Good-bye, Old Joe, good-bye ! Oh, why did I not die there ! " 

Frank R.— "Oh, you'll die soon enough." [Exit both 1st L. E., Joe 2d B. E.] 

Tableau — Decoration of soldiers' graves. 

ACT IV.— SCENE I. 

Advance Guard of Sherman 's Army. 

Capt. Co. D — [Enter 1st B. E. with Union soldiers; Fattie Smith brings up the rear.] — 
' 'Forward ! March ! Halt ! Order arms ! Boys, we will stop here a few min- 
utes, until Harry Howard returns. You will not unpack or take off your things, 
for he may find a place better suited for a camp. [Looking off L.] Ah, there he 
comes now ! " 

Harry H. — Enter 1st L. E.] — "Captain, I have found a place to go into camp 
about a quarter of a mile ahead — plenty of good spring water and a large barn 
that will furnish good quarters." 

Capt. Co. D — "Did you learn anything concerning the rebel cavalry?" 

Harry H. — "Yes, I met two darkies, who had been acting as guides for escaped 
prisoners. They told me that the last rebel cavalry had gone to Macon more 
than a week ago, so our way to Andersonville is open, and we have nothing to 
fear." 

Capt. Co. D — "All right, sergeant; we will post a guard here and get into camp, 
for a good night's rest is needed by all. Fattie, I will detail you to remain where 
you are. Be very careful, and in case of danger you will alarm the camp at once, 
and when Joe comes along tell him where we are and to be iri a hurry, for the 
boys will want their supper. Attention, men ! Carry arms ! Left face ! For- 
ward, march ! " [Exit 1st L. E.) 

Fattie S. — "Now, that's always my luck. Whenever there's a chance to sleep, 
or a chance to eat, I've got to stand and watch some one else do it. I'm gettin' 
so thin that I have to stand twice in two places to make a shadow. I wish Joe 
would come along with something. I think I could relieve him, if he's got 
anything. [Looking out B.] I believe that's him comin' now, and he's got a 
whole load of stuff. I guess I'll just hide and see what he'll do." [Exit 1st L. E.] 

Uncle Joe— [Enter 1st B. E. with bag full of forage, etc.] — "Now, I jist wonder 
whar dem fellows has gone. Dey git started, and don't know when to stop. I 
believe dat's dem goin' down de road. Yes, 'tis. I guess dey's goin' into camp. 
Well, dey haint no one heah. I guess I had better divide de tings what I got." 
[Divides the things. Enter Fattie, 1st L. E. Steals things from Joe. Exit 1st B. E. 
Joe discovers things gone. Exit 1st L. E.] 

Fattie S. — [Enter 1st B. E. with things, laughing.] — "Well, did any one ever 
think I'd git that stuff so easy ! Old Joe thought that ghosts was around some- 
where. Well, I'm glad he did. [Enter Frank B. with guard, 1st B. E.] 'Cause 



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now I can jist take a grand, old-fashioned fill up. I guess I'll just hide over by 
the woods, and take it along when I'm relieved." [Starts off L.] 

Frank R. — "Well, I think I'll relieve you now." 

Fatty S. — [Drops everything, very much frightened.] — "Why — I — say — you — am I 
— I'm going to camp." 

Frand R. — "Are you? Well, that's just where I'm going. We've been out 
looking for just such ducks as you." 

Fatty S. — "Oh, say; take these things and let me go. You may have my coat, 
and my hat — anything; honest, I don't feel well, I'll — " 

Frank R. — "I guess you'll feel better by the time I get through with you. 
Come, fall in here. Take him along, boys; move on." — [Exit all 1st B. E.] 

SCENE III. 

Andersonville prison at night — Prisoners lying about asleep — Mart and Johnny — 
F. C. — Johnny asleep — Mart kneeling. 

Mart H. — "One more dark and gloomy night, almost past and gone, only to 
be followed by a day of misery and death. How many poor fellows have closed 
their eyes, never to see their home and friends again. And poor little Johnny, 
how haggard he is growing; willingly would I give up my life to-day if I could 
lay him in his mother's arms." — [Drop head in hand; tableau; Johnny' ] s dream 
of home.] 

Johnny H. — [rising.] — "Oh, mother — mother ! " 

Mart H. — "What is it, Johnny; are you awake? " 

Johnny H. — "Oh, Mart; I have been dreaming of home. I thought I was talk- 
ing to mother. I could see them all; and oh, the good things they had to eat." 

[Stage lights up; boys rise one after another.] 

Mart H. — "Heaven grant that your dream may prove true, Johnny; but I fear, 
I fear."— {Goes L.) 

Tom E. — "Good morning, Johnny; have the guards come around with the 
bread yet? " 

Johnny H. — "No, not yet, Tom; but I wish they would come for I am almost 
starved." 

Tom E, — "Yes, Johnny; I know you are hungry. I wish I had something to 
give you, but I have not had a bite since yesterday noon." 

Johnny H. — "Mart gave me some corn bread last night, but I threw it in the 
swamp; it was so mouldy and hard, I couldn't eat it." — (Moves L. F.) 

Will Smith — "Tom, if that little fellow is not soon exchanged, he will be 
numbered with the boys who lie in the trench. " 

All Call— "Bread— Bread— Bread." 

Frank R. — (Enter 3d B. E.)— "Hold your noise, you infernal Yankee pack, or 
you'll get steel." 

Mart H. — "Bread, curse you; bread." — (All call bread.) 

Frank R. — "Attention, Guard; forward, column right, march. Halt, left face. 
Now, the first one that opens his mouth will lose his rotten Yankee head." 

All — "Shoot if you dare; you coward." 



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Frank R.— "What? shoot if I dare? "—(Points pistol.) 

Mart H. — "Yes, Frank; shoot if you dare. We have faced your bullets, time 
and again." 

Frank R. — "Ha, ha ! Mart Howard; you are too anxious. That is not what 
I want. Do you know that I could have you hanged for being- a spy? Yet I 
spare you. Do you know why I withhold that knowledge of your guilt? I sup- 
pose not. Well, it is that I would starve you here, inch by inch. I would 
bring you to my feet. And I will do it." 

Mart H. — "Oh, Frank; look around you. Here are men who were your play- 
mates in childhood, and they are hungry. Look at this little fellow — starving 
before your very eyes. Does this move you not? " 

Frank R.— "Move me? No, I like it." 

Mart H. — "Well, Frank, if this does not move you, let your mind go back to 
the field of Shiloh, where your brave, noble father lay dying. He called for 
water, and I gave him the last drop in my canteen. Frank you loved your 
father, and God knows I love my brother. Come, Frank, you will yield? " 

Frank R. — "Yield, no; by the shades of my murdered father, riddled by your 

cursed Yankee bullets, I will never yield." 

Mart H. — "Then you are heartless as stone. Boys, there's but one thing to 
do: if I give up to that man we may get the bread. I will try. Frank, if I say 
I am — sorry I struck you yesterday, will you give the boys the bread? " 

Frank R. — "Well, if you are sorry, get down on your knees and say so." 

Mart H. — "What? on my knees to a rebel? Sir: An American soldier kneels 
to none but his Creator, and hungry as I am, I cannot kneel to you." — [Cross to 
Johnny.) 

Frank R. — "Well, take your time; you'll come there yet." 

Mart H. — "Johnny, are you very hungry? " 

Johnny H. — "Yes, Mart, I am yery, very hungry." 

Mart H. — "Then for your sake I will give up. (Cross and kneel to Frank) 
Frank: I am at your feet." 

Frank R. — "Ha! ha! So you are there! Apologize to Frank Rutledge ? 
Never ! " 

Johnny H. — "Mart, Mart, don't do that ! I would rather starve inch by inch 
than see you kneel to that man." 

Mart H. — (Rising. — "Then, Johnny, my boy, we will starve together. 
(Moves L.) 

Prisoners — "Bread ! bread ! Give us bread ! " 

Frank R. — "Bob, bring in some bread. (Exit, guard, return with bread.) Boys, 
this looks good, it tastes good. Will you have some? (Boys advance.) Get back 
there ! Johnny, you look hungry. Will you have some bread? Come and get 
it? Ha ! ha ! Is it good?'' 

Johnny H. — "If I were a man, I would knock you down ! " 

Frank R. — "Oh, go away ! You'll never live to be a man. Well, here, you half- 
starved Yankee dogs, take the bread ! (Throw bread, basket and all. L. prisoners 
rush for bread.) That's right. Go for it." (Mart and Johnny fight for bread.) 

Tom E.— "Mart, don't do that ! Let him go ! " 

Frank R. — "Here, I'll part them." 



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Tom E.— (Advancing— "Stop ! You shant do that ! " 

Frank R. — ' 'Stand back ! I will do it. Come here ! " ( Takes liold of Johnny, drags 
him across stage.) 

Johnny H. — (Grabs hold of Frank, striking) — "Let me go ! Let me go ! I'll brain 
you ! Let me go ! " 

Frank R. — "You'll brain me, will you? " (Shoves Johnny away.) 

Johnny H.— ( Running left.)— "Mart ! Mart! Boys, help ! (Frank shoots.) Oh!" 
(Falls.) 

Frank R. — "There! howl now, you Yankee brat! That's one more to my 
credit. Now, the first man that crosses that dead line, you, guard, shoot him down 
like a dog, and for doing so you'll get a furlough home. Guard, left face ! For- 
ward, march ! Column left ! March !" (Exit 3d R. E.) 

Tom E. — "Poor little fellow ! His life has gone back to the God who gave it. 
The tortures and trials of this foul prison pen have ended with him forever. 
Boys, help lift him up and we will take him to the entrance. ( Will Smith and 
Tom carry him near entrance; cover him with old blanket.) Boys, this is awful. 
Who will tell Mart? Will you? Then I suppose I must. Mart, Mart Howard?" 

Mart H. — (In 2d L. E.) — "Go away, Tom ; you can't have this bread. It is all 
I have had for more than two days. Don't take it, Tom." 

Tom E. — (Going out, bring Mart in.) — "No, no, Mart; not that. I don't want 
your bread. Listen: These infernal fiends have killed your brother." 

Mart H. — "What do you say, Tom? They have killed my brother, killed 
Johnny? Where?" 

Tom E.— "Yes, Mart; there he lies." 

Mart H. — (Crosses to Johnny .) — "No, no; he is not dead. Johnny, look up; 
speak to Mart; don't you know me? Just one word, Johnny." 

Johnny H. — "Yes — I — know you — Mart. Hold — me in — your arms — Mart — " 

Mart H. — "Yes, my darling; you are in my arms." 

Johnny H. — "Oh — Mart I — am — dying — tell — mother — I am — coming — I — 
come — I — " ' ( Dies. ) 

Mart H. — "Yes, yes; he has gone. 'Tell mother I am coming,' and I have 
promised her time and again, that I would bring him home to her — but now he 
is dead. His little hands, how cold they are growing. Boys, look at this little 
fellow; we will never march to the tap of his drum again — for he is dead. Cover 
his little face, boys, and take him away. (Boys take him away.) Take him along 
the stockade, boys, perhaps you can find a place. Bury him; never let me look 
upon that sight again or I shall go mad, go mad. Take him away — away. 
What ! am I — losing my mind? No, no; it cannot be. Tom, you have seen men 
cross that dead-line day after day, and when they do, they die. You will see 
one more man cross their dead-line to-day. I am on your dead-line; fire and kill 
me." 

Frank R.— ( Enter 3d R. E.)— u Hold ! Any man but him. Mart Howard, I'm 
not done with you yet." (Shove Mart left; exit 3d R. E.) 

MartH. — "Not dono with me yet? Oh, curse you all. May the curse of an 
avenging power blast every fabric of your infernal rebel crew. Curse you, 
curse you. Oh, my head." — (Exit 1st L. E.) 

Will E. — "Boys, this is terrible. He is crazy now, and it wont be long until 
he is laid with his brother." 



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Frank R. — (outside.) — "Fresh fish, here's your fresh fish. [Shoves Fattie in 
3d _R. E., enters Frank.) Here, come here; I want you." 

Fattie S. — "Say, you're getting- too smart. You think you own every thing." 

Frank R. — (Presenting pistol.) — "Come, move this way." 

Fattie S. — "Oh, don't go to any trouble, that's all (Tom E. and Will E. bring 
boy in while Frank B. is working with Fattie) right." 

Frank R. — "I wonder if you have got anything I want. That's a pretty good 
cap; I'll take that. And that coat; you may take that off." 

Fattie S.— "Well, I guess not." 

Frank R. — "He had better; don't you think so, boys? " 

Boys — "He'll shoot you, if you don't." 

Frank R. — "You see, they know. Come, off with it. Now I'll take that watch 
out of your shoe." 

Fattie S. — "I haint got none in." 

Frank R. — "Oh, that's an old trick; come, get it out. (Draws revolver; Fattie 
hands watch over.) This will keep some time. Now let me see what you have in 
your pockets; stand still. Tobacco, that's good. Come, turn around — specie 
also. Well, Yank, it's a long time since I've seen any of this. Well, I'll give 
you these again — " 

Fattie S. — "Well, I knowed you would." (Reach for them.) 

Frank R. — "Oh, no; not now; when this cruel war is over you Yankee boys 
sing about." 

Fattie S. — "I wasn't singin'." 

Frank R. — "Now, Yank, I guess that's about all I can get out of you; do you see 
those fellows over there? Nice, jolly looking lot of fellows, aint they? Get 
their nice beef steak for breakfast every morning. Now it wont be a great while 
until you look just like them. There, make yourself at home." (Shoves Fatt'j 
left; exit 3d R. E.) 

Fattie S. — "Well, boys, these graybacks have got me at last ; but don't be cast 
down — " 

Tom E.— "Hello, Fattie, old boy ! Is that you? " 

Fattie S. — "Well, if it ain't me I would be just as well satisfied, but I don't 
know you." 

Tom E. — "Why, is it possible? Look again." 

Fattie S. — (Looking sharply.) — "Well, I hope I may never stir if it ain't Tom 
Elliott. (Looking around.) And here's Will Smith. Why, boys, we all thought 
you was dead. But cheer up ; you won't be here long. The boys are coming. 
There's been lots of changes since you was captured. In the last battle Seth 
Walters was shot, Harry Howard is the color sergeant, and the old regiment is 
all cut to pieces." 

Will S. — "Ah, Fattie, there has been great changes here ! You wouldn't 
know Mart Howard. And here lies Johnny. He was shot this morning." 

Fattie S. — "What, little Johnny dead? Oh, boys, that is awful ! " 

Will S. — "Well. Fattie, when you've been here as long as we have you won't 
mind this ; it occurs every day. But you spoke of the boy^. Are they coming 
this way ? " 

Fattie S. — "Ah ! this won't last long, boys, for the advance guard is not a day 



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off now. [Music— Tramp, tramp, tramp, tlie boys are marchingl) Do you hear 
that? They're coming-. " 

{Harry Howard and soldiers siny chorus outside 3d L. E.; first loiv, then louder. 
Enter 3d L. E., Harry H with flag.) 

Harry H. — {Leading.) — "Come on, boys; here they are. We have found them 
at last ! Hello, Smith ! Is that you ? How are you? " 

Will S. — "Why, Harry Howard 1 You surely are not a prisoner, to come here 
and suffer as we have? " 

Harry H. — "A prisoner? Why no, Will I I am here to give you free air. 
Don't you know the old flag? Look up ! The old flag waves in Andersonville ! 
You live again ! You are free I 

Will S.— "Then thank God." 

Song — {Soldiers and prisoners all sing.) 

"Oh, we'll rally 'round the flag, boys, 
We'll rally once again, 
Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 
We'll rally from the hillside, 
We'll rally from the plain, 
Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 

Cho. — The Union forever ! hurrah ! boys, hurrah — 

Capt. Co. D. — {Enter with Frank Rutledge, 3d R. J5#., struggling.) 

Down with the traitor, and up with the star, 
For we'll rally 'round the flag, boys, 
We'll rally once again, 
Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 11 

Harry H. — "Now, boys, three cheers for the old flag. Hip! Hip! {Chorus 
by all. ) 

Fattie S. — " Hurrah ! hurrah ! hurrah ! " 

Harry H. — "Why, Fattie, have they got you here? We didn't know what had 
become of you? " 

Fattie S. — "Ho ! I knowed all the time what become of me. Did you bring 
anything to eat, Harry? " 

Harry H. — "Yes, Fattie ; that will be along in a short time. Why, Tom El- 
liott ! Is this you? Why, what a change !" 

Fattie S. — "There's no change here, Harry. That gray sardine {pointing to 
Frank R.) got all I had." 

Harry H. — "But, Will, my old schoolmate, when I look at you, you are indeed 
changed." 

Will S. — "Ah, Harry! there is one, more changed than all ! Poor Mart!" 
{Enter Mart H. 1st L. E., bewildered.) 

Harry H. — "My brother ! Oh, Heavens ! If I could have been spared this ! 
Mart, brother, don't you know me? Don't you remember home? mother? the 
old flag? " 



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Mart H. — "Yes — I remember — my mother— my wife ! Who spea v s to me of — 

home? " 
Harry H. — "It is I, Harry, your brother. Don't you know me, Mart?" 
Mart H. — (Looking at Harry.) — "Yes ! yes ! I know you, Harry ! But, Harry, 

what brings you here? Are they all well at home? " 
Harry H. — "Yes, Mart ; and I have come to take you home with me." 
Mart H. — "But, Harry, you spoke of the old flag. Where is it? " 
Harry H. — "Here it is, Mart."' 

Mart H. — (Covers face till music stops.) — "Yes, yes, it is the old flag ! every star 
there; not one gone ! Every stripe, in its purity, unsullied and undimmed ! 
Boys, why do you not shout? Don't you know the old flag? We are free again, 
boys, free as the air ! Why have they left that body there? and I told them to 
bury him. Of all men on earth, am I never, never, to lose sight of you, with 
your cold, haunting e} r es ! Away ! Go away ! Harry, you remember Johnny? " 

Harry H. — "Yes, Mart ; what of Johnny? " 

Mart H. — "Harry, your brother — is— dead ! I can tell you no more ! Go to 
them!" (Exit 1st L. E.) 

Harry H. — "Why, comrades, what does this mean? Where? Where is 
Johnny? " 

Tom E. — "Sergeant, there he lies." 

Harry H. — "Johnny! Johnny! Yes, he is dead! How can we tell his 
mother? It will kill her, too ! Comrades, show me the man who committed 
this foul deed, and, as I live, his life shall answer for it ! " 

Tom E. — "Sergeant, there is the man ! " 

Will S.— "Behold the man, Frank Rutledge ! " 

"Harry H.— "Frank Rutledge? Oh, you fiend ! " 

Frank R.— "Fiend, did you say? Then so be it. 'Tis w&r that makes men 
fiends; 'tis its mission to mangle and destroy. What matters whether a life go 
out in the fire of battle or in the heat of passion? "Tis but one more soul thrown 
onto the scales, which either rise or sink with the preponderance of human 
blood ! Do you think that the sight of Southern homes burned to ashes, or of 
once broad fields laid waste and desolate, or of an invading army, wrenching 
from a starving people, their last morsel of food, is calculated to soften the 
Southern heart? Nay, it has made it adamant. I did kill your younger brother, 
as I would have crushed a viper beneath my feet, and I have crazed the elder. 
That is my work ! Now, you do yours ! " 

Harry H. — "Oh ! heavens; I am amazed. Can I believe my senses? You, the 
ever welcome guest of my honored father; at one time the accepted suitor of my 
sister's hand? and you could think of such baseness as this? Oh ! you coward I" 
(Enter Mart H., 2d L. E.) 

Frank R.— "Coward? " 

Harry H. — "Aye, coward ! I here demand your life, and nothing but your 
life shall answer my revenge ! " (Fire.) 

Frank R. — "Oh ! curse you — ifalh) — I die — and — dying — I regret — that we — 
have met — defeat.*' I Dies.) 

Mart H. — "Dead ! dead. Oh, you infernal fiend; you will murder and starve 
no more. Johnny, my brother, now is thy death avenged." (Tableau, Jolmnv 
draped in white.) 



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ACT V.— SCENE I. 

Home of Farmer Howard — Father and Mother — Discovered— G. D. open — Mart 
and{Harry home on a furlough. 

' Farmer H. — (Looking out door.) — "I do wonder where the boys have got to. 
They started away at 1 o'clock and it seems to me they have been gone a week. 
I'm sorry now I didn't go with them." 

Mother H. — "There, father; don't get uneasy. 'You know they have been 
away for almost four years, and they are anxious to see the improvements and 
changes that have been made on the old farm since they have been gone. 
They'll soon be back." 

(Laughing oatside.) 

Farmer H. — (Rising.) — "That's them now. (Looking out.) Oh, ho, here you 
are. Come in, we were just talking about you. (Enter Mart, Mattie, Harry, 
Jennie.) Come in Joe; come right in and sit down." (Enter Joe.) 

Mart H. — "Well, father, we have had a long walk; and the old farm looks as 
natural as life; every thing in its place, just as it was before we went away." 

Farmer H. — "I have no doubt the old place does look natural to you, and I am 
sorry, indeed, you can not stay longer. Your furlough is too short for your 
mother and myself, but obedience to orders is the first duty of a soldier, and 
your three years' discipline has no doubt taught you that lesson. " 

Mother H. — " Oh, Mart and Harry ! The time is too short ! Only four days, 
and you will return to your regiment ! It would seem that the great trial is to 
come again. Heaven grant that you may not share your younger brother's fate ! " 

Jennie H. — "Poor, dear Johnny ! Your memory and vacant chair will ever 
haunt our broken household ! Your boyish laughter and merry footsteps will 
never, never, be heard again ! " 

Harry H. — "No, Jennie, dear. But we must remember that he did his duty 
bravely, and a better home is now his portion." 

Mother H. — "Jennie, will you sing us the 'Vacant Chair?'" 

Jennie H. — (Song.) — 

"We shall meet, but we shall miss him, 

There will be one vacant chair, 
We shall linger to caress him, 

While we breathe our evening prayer. 
When a year ago we gathered, 

Joy was in his mild, blue eye, 
But a golden cord is severed, 

And our hopes in ruin lie. " 

Cho. — "We shall meet, but we shall miss him, 
There will be one vacant chair, 
We shall linger to caress him, 
While we breathe our evening prayer." 
Repeat chorus softly. 
(After song, EllioWs knock, 1st L. E.) 
Farmer H. — "Joe, go to the door. There's some one knocking." 



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Uncle Joe — "Yes; I guess it must be Mr. and Mrs. Elliott. Dey tole me dis 
mornin' dey was comin' up dis afternoon if it didn't rain." 

Mart H. — "Well, come go to the door, Joe." 

Uncle Joe — "Why, don't dey know de road in? Dey's been heah a thousand 
times." 

Mart H. — "Well, what did we bring you home for? Now, go to the door." 

Uncle Joe — "Well, why don't dey jist stay heah all de time. If it's dem, must 
I tell 'em to come in?" 

All — "Why, of course. Show them in." 

Uncle Joe — "Why, good mornin' Mr. Elliott, good mornin' ! Step right in, 
sah, step right in ! I'm glad you've come! Good mornin', Tom ! " [Enter Mr. 
and Mrs. E. and Tom, 1st L. E.] 

Farmer H. — "Well, good morning, neighbor ! Come in ! We are glad to see 
you! The boys were talking of going back to the regiment, and mother and the 
girls are busy getting things ready to send back to the boys who have not been 
home. And I tell you, neighbor, the boys have been doing nobly, and they've 
seen some hard times. Sit down, neighbor; have a chair." 

Farmer E. — "Yes. Here, Joe, hang my hat in the hall. As you say, neigh- 
bor, our boys have done well; they have earned their promotion. Harry, you 
are looking tip-top. Mart, you don't look quite so well. How is your arm? " 

Mart H. — "Oh, it's getting along nicely, and, with the same care and attention 
that I have had for the past three weeks, I will soon be able to rejoin the regi- 
ment. But it is rather short, is it not? " 

Mrs. E. — "Poor Mart ! I heard you was wounded. But Tom, there, he's so 
persnickety. He wouldn't tell me how bad it was." 

Farmer E. — "Mart, tell us how you lost your arm? " 

Mart H. — "Now, neighbor!, old soldiers don't like to relate their experience, 
but since you request it I will try and explain. It was after my release from 
Andersonville. I had returned to the regiment, and I found the boys all in good 
spirits and ready for any duty, and I think it was on the 10th of the month. Was 
it not, Tom?:" 

Tom E.— "Yes; the 10th, Mart." [Joe interrupts.] 

Mart H. — "You keep still. Well, we were ordered to take a position near 
Fort McAlister. We marched around under cover of the woods until we reached 
a point near their line of battle. They made a charge upon our left. This 
changed our front, and we laid under fire for almost an hour. Our colonel was a 
brave and noble man. Seeing the danger, he ordered the regiment to fix bayo- 
nets, and the boys laid in line waiting for orders. Finally, it came. Forward, 
double quick ! Charge ! When in they went, and over they went, and by Jove ! 
the boys took the fort." 

Farmer E. — [Excited.] — "Bully for the boys ! [Knocks Joe over.] Mother, do you 
hear that? Tom was there, too. A chip of the old block, neighbor Howard ! a 
chip of the old block ! Tom, I'm prouder of you than ever ! [Turns and sees Joe 
getting up.] Well, well ! Did I knock you over, Joe? Well, excuse me, Joe I 
didn't intend to do that. I was a little excited ! " 

Uncle Joe — "Well, say, when you git 'cited agin, don't git so strikin' in your 
remarks; it's all right now; sit down." (Joe takes chair to dust it.) 



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Farmer E. — "Yes, neighbor, when we old fellows get excited we—" [Falls on 
floor.) 

Uncle Joe — "Well, you must excuse me, Mr. Elliott, but I must have got a lit- 
tle excited too." {All are seated.) 

Mart H. — "Yes, neighbor, it was in that charge I lost my arm, and with but 
one arm, I want to return and get revenge for every ounce of blood they have 
crushed from my heart and body." 

Mrs. E. — "Well; it's a wonder to me you didn't all get killed, so many men, 
and all firing at once. I don't believe I would want to go back. And poor Mat- 
tie, how can you permit him to go again." 

Mattie H. — "I do rebel at the idea; yet, with a spirit of loye and true devotion 
for our country and our flag, I must say to him: Go; and if his life be spared un- 
til peace shall reign once more throughout our land, I shall be proud indeed to 
see him return, with all the honors of a Union soldier." 

Mother H. — "I wish and pray, the hour may not be far distant when this 
cruel war will be at an end. None but a mother can realize all that I have suf- 
fered." 

Mrs. E. — "Mrs. Howard, I can only sympathize with you. My joy has not 
been broken, for my dear boy has been spared to me." 

Tom E. — "Yes; but this furlough is getting very tiresome, and your excessive 
kindness almost a bother. Why, Mart, mother insists upon stuffing me with 
all the pies and fruits in the pantry, and at night I must sleep in the most un- 
comfortable feather bed in the house; its almost broken my back. I want to 
start for the regiment day-after-to-morrow. Do you think you will be able to 
go?" 

Mart H. — "Day-after-to-morrovv, Tom? Indeed the time seems rather short, 
yet I want to go back and stay with the boys until the stars and stripes shall 
float unmolested over every foot of Southern soil." 

Jennie H. — "My own brave brothers. With such loyal hearts and willing 
hands, the time is not far distant when the Union of States shall be restored. 
Then upon land and sea, throughout the world, our emblem of liberty shall be 
honored by all." 

Harry H. — "Jennie, dear, your heart is as loyal as you are generous and kind. " 

Tom E. — "Father, if you are willing, I will take Mart a ride to the village. I 
think the ride would do him good." 

Farmer E. — "Why, certainly, Tom. That's right; have a good time. You can 
take the colts and the new buggy." 

Mrs. E.— "Yes, and the new harness; and we've got a new whip, Tom — take 
that, too." 

Tom E. — "Thank, you. Now Mart, for a good time." 

Farmer H. — "Joe, did you get my paper from the post-office? Joe — Joe ! " 

Mart H. — "Oh, stop, father; you might as well try to wake a post. He 

goes to sleep anywhere and everywhere. I found him standing in the hall the 

other day fast asleep. I will see if I can wake him. Joe— ho, Joe. Oh, pshaw; 

there's no use, we'll have to resort to the old way. Harry, have you got a pin?'' 

Mother H. — "Oh, Mart; don't do that; don't hurt .the poor old fellow." 

Mart H. — "Why, it's the only way we'll ever get him awake; he's used to it." 



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Farmer H. — "Let him have it, Mart; run it clear through him." (Mart goes 
through motions; Joe falls over.) 

Uncle Joe — "Now, say; who stabbed me, now? " 

Mart H. — "Come, Joe; wake up." 

Uncle Joe — "I haint asleep." 

Mart H. — "Joe, did you go to the post-office this morning? Father would like 
to have his paper. Did you get it? " 

Uncle Joe — "Which one? De newspaper, or de one wid de printin' on? " 

Mart H. — "Why, the newspaper, of course. Come, father is waiting for it." 

Uncle Joe — "Well, I'm coming." (hands paper.) 

Mart H. — (Points to Joe's feet.)— "Look there, Joe." 

Uncle Joe— "Look where? What's de matter? WhereVe you been? " 

Mart H. — (Aside to Joe.) — "Why, look at your big feet on neighbor Elliotfs 
hat. " (Hand paper to father. ) 

Farmer E. — "What; got his feet in my hat? Here, give me that hat. Now 
that's a nice thing, ain't it? Mother, just look at that? " 

Mrs. E. — "Yes; and it's your weddin' hat, too. If this was my house I would 
make him leave his big feet outside." (All seated.) 

Farmer H. — "Well, well. (Rising.) Another battle ! " 

All— "Another battle? " 

Farmer H. — "And surrender of — hip ! hip ! As I live — surrender of Lee and 
Johnston ! " 

All — "Surrender of Lee and Johnston? " 

Farmer H. — "And you, my boys, will not have to return. What's this? 
What do I see? Colonel Robinson and regiment took the cars and will be home 
at 12 o'clock." 

All— "At 12 o'clock?" 

Farmer H. — "Ha, mother, we must see to this; kill the fatted calf, and neigh- 
bor Elliott, well have a feast." 

Farmer E. — "Well; this is good news; let us shake hands again. What will 
we do? " 

Uncle Joe — "Why, kill five or six more calves." 

Mart H. — "Oh, you get out of this." 

Farmer H. — "I'll tell you what well do; neighbor, I've seen it long, and I 
think wsll of it. Jennie, come here; and Tom, don't turn coward, march to the 
front. There, boy, if mother and the rest are willing, we'll have a wedding." 

All — "Oh, yes; we're all willing." 

Farmer H. — "Here, Tom; take her hand. I have seen her pale looks and sor- 
rowing eyes, when you was missing or in danger, and now it is fitting that you 
should console and comfort each other, and may Heaven bless and protect you 
both. Now, boys, hitch up the big wagon and well all go to town. " (Business 
with Uncle Joe.) 

SCENE II. 

U. S. Soldiers march from left to right as bummers. After all are off music changes 
— Grand review of troops, headed by Major-General and Staff- — Brigadier General — 
Col. Robinson — March from left to right — Form in rear for grand tableau — Surrender 
— Arts — Justice and angel of peace— Scene opens to full stage — Finale. 



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